It was clear to Cathy that it was a great emotional relief for him to have said that. But what now?"There now, I love you even more than always. Sit...up and let's talk about it," said Cathy as she gently forced John to look up."Will I get to wear a beautiful evening dress like the ladies in the picture on the Mozart record cover?" asked John, giving a huge sigh and a sniff, but eyes all lit up with excitement.Involuntarily Cathy was caught up in the excitement. "Why no, John. Those are. She lived a happy life.That changed when she met the photographer who after taking a few pictures of her left to go back to Milan. She didn’t hear from him for weeks and had almost forgotten about the photo shoot when she got a phone call. A few days later her father dropped her off and the studio where she would have her professional photos taken. A week after that, she had an agent and her first job.Since then she had done work in London, New York, Stockholm, Madrid and many other cities. All of it for his pleasure. It's not as if I didn't like any of those things, it's just they weren't as important to me as Master was, regardless of what rules he wanted us to follow. I would help further his interests before any of mine, and I would help clean up this particular problem before it got any worse.I knew I was reaching well beyond what Master expected on this one, but we couldn't afford to have Master discovered due to Jeremy's incompetence. I might have to be punished for taking. She buried her face in his crotch, placing her lips over his sweaty, smelly asshole, licking and then probing with her tongue.He sighed loudly as she performed that demeaning task. His head lolled back against the back of his chair. His eyes closed and he exclaimed, “Yeah, bitch! That’s great! Just like that! Stick that tongue up my ass! Yes! You sweet little bitch, you’ll do anything for a nice hard cock won’t you, you dumb cunt?”When he was satisfied that he had humiliated her enough he.